“Oh God.”

He pinched her nipples harder. “Come,” he whispered in her ear, and to her shock, her body began to ripple around him, waves of sensation sending her up and over into bliss.

He began to thrust and take his own pleasure, when suddenly a curse spewed from his throat. “Fuck.”

Next thing she knew, he jerked out of her and was coming on her back, jets of semen coating her in what felt like an erotic stream. He groaned through his release as she accepted the warm liquid on her skin.

“Shower,” he said gruffly, and picked her up like she weighed nothing and carried her into the bathroom.

The shower was much like all of their interaction since he’d agreed to come into her apartment last night, quiet and intense, which pretty well described the man himself. This wasn’t an affair, it was a night of sex, and he was treating it as such.

She couldn’t say she minded, although the softer inside part of her wished he’d talk about himself. Tell her why he was so closed off and let her get to know him. Knowing that wasn’t what she’d agreed to, she forced herself to enjoy the here and now, fully aware going forward that one-night stands and sex for the sake of sex weren’t her cup of tea.

But she’d take every minute she could get with Ethan Knight before her plane took off later tonight.

* * *

Ethan wasn’t, nor had he ever been, a New York City sight-seeing kind of person. He didn’t care about seeing the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, or the new One World Trade/Freedom Tower downtown. But he had to admit, after giving Sienna the choice of what she’d like to do today, he was glad she’d decided on the more touristy activities than shopping on Fifth and Madison Avenues like Mandy would have done.

He still had a bitter taste in his mouth from the lifestyle his wife had led, both before and after her addiction came to light. And though he’d worked like a dog to give her everything she could have wanted in life, apparently it hadn’t been enough. So the fact that Sienna preferred to learn about the town as opposed to spending her family’s money gave her an edge, as far as he was concerned.

He was shocked to find he’d enjoyed the day, including the ferry ride to the Statue of Liberty. Watching her indulge in street cart vendors’ huge pretzels and a hot dog for lunch, followed by a sad tour of the Freedom Tower, and ending with a pedicab ride back to the apartment, had been one of the more enjoyable afternoons he’d ever spent. Not that he’d admit as much to his siblings, who would never let him hear the end of it.

The time with Sienna had shown him what a bastard he’d been to the people around him lately, especially his family, who’d put up with his asshole tendencies. He’d let his anger over Mandy consume him, and though he couldn’t say those emotions were gone, his time with Sienna had opened him up to his lighter side. One he’d missed.